277 Awakening

'Is this my end?' Rossbert thought with unwilling eyes.

All the memories of his childhood days suddenly flashed in his mind like a quick summary. He used to be an orphan boy in the village near the southern border.

That time, Little Rossbert along with another boy was sprinting towards the village to sell the herbs they collected that day.

With a basket on their backs that was half-filled with herbs, they quickened their footsteps. 

The sun was nearing the western horizon and it was commonly known in their village that it was dangerous when there was no sun because feral beasts would come to wander around. Whoever they spot, they would attack them on the spot.

After a nonstop run, the two kids finally saw the canopy of the village in the distance.

"There!" Little Rossbert pointed to the village.

"Come on!" Said the other kid.

After grinning at each other, they continued moving forward, approaching the village.